Stop putting words into my mouth,
Stop making me doubt my choices.
Stop changing my mind for me.
Stop manipulating.

I had enough.
Of your words and actions.
Enough of you.

Don't you see?
It's not bringing me down,
But teaching me the silence I seek.
You can't get to me,
I'd never allow it.

Thank you though,
For everything you did.
As now I can see,
What your ugliness did to me.

there’s no magic to be found
on peaceful garden paths
whose every rock and rut are worn
by footfalls from the past

adventure lies in wilderness
and stories never told
the magic made by pioneers
unafraid to tread off road